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Black Pearl	As has been the case for some months now, the Chateau of Resplendant Delights has an atmosphere of pleasure, hinted-at-decadance, as the outer room is given over to delightful food and drink, as well as milder intoxicants, to the accompaniment of talented performers and alluring servers--those with a sash of blue available for more than just being a pretty face. The baths, harder intoxicants, and room of other delights have tales told about them, luring more in. Of course, it also makes a very fine place to be at the center of a web of intrigue and informants, and so Cynis Salara is, going over reports of some oddities sprouting up in the city. But as there is nothing concrete to be done, she sets the reports aside and heads into the main room, her black silks flowling like the wine-dark seas, and a slight damp seeming to surround her. "The jugglers, next," she says to one of the staff, who then goes off to set up the next part of the day's entertianment, all the while the semlls of savory meats and sauces, sweet fruit, and more, blend together harmoniously.
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Vetiver Mirror	The center of a web is right at home for a spider. Stepping Into the entryway of the Chateau of Resplendent delights Vetiver Mirror cranes her head with curiosity. Taking a moment to be fascinated at the decor, the people in sashes, the entertainment. The real draw of course is the way that information seems to be drawn to the place. Tail swishing back and forth with anticipation she steps deeper in. "Table for two-no Three." The small goddling says with a smile. "Always good to leave room for unexpected guests."